100 short stories:: story 75

story: The Gypsy Woman

author: Cesare Pavese

year: 1908-1950

where: NYU Abu Dhabi library

note: Sunny hot day, yellow dress with purple flowers

a line: “The Gypsy told him to let the women take control.”


100 days 100 short stories:: story thirty & thirty-one

story: Helping 

author: Robert Stone

year: 1988

where: kitchen table, Italy, making coffee

note: a favorite-favorite

a line: “’Sometimes,’ Elliot said, ‘I try to imagine what it’s like to believe that the sky is full of care and concern.'”

story: Haircut

author: Ring Lardner

year: 1925

where: bed, Gaggio Montano

note: yesterday, at La Feltrinelli Bookstore, I spotted a Ring Lardner collection in Italian

a line: “Comb it wet or dry?”

100 days 100 short stories:: story twenty-seven, twenty-eight, twenty-nine

story: Babylon Revisited

author: F. Scott Fitzgerald

year: 1931

where: train, Silla to Bologna

note: traveling, delayed post

a line: “It was not an American bar any more–he felt polite in it, and not as if he owned it.”

story: The Cracked Looking-Glass

author: Katherine Anne Porter

year: 1933

where: Roma Termini

note: is this a novella?

a line: “A man owes something to himself.”

story: The Gay Old Dog

author: Edna Ferber

year: 1917

where: Roma Hotel, bedroom from a plush Versailles dream

note: thinking about how much I liked the Chicago Loop

a line: “If you had told them he was a dreamer of dreams, for example, they would have been amused.”

100 days 100 short stories:: story twenty-four

story: Bullet in the Brain 

author: Tobias Wolff

year: 1995

where: a cozy wooden room, 600 meters high in the mountains

note: a favorite!

a line: “He did not remember Professor Josephs telling his class how Athenian prisoners in Sicily had been released if they could recite Aeschylus, and then reciting Aeschylus himself, right there, in the Greek.”

100 days 100 short stories:: story twenty-three

story: Brownies 

author: ZZ Packer

year: 2000

where: Bologna, a slurp- un caffè piccolo (redundancy necessary!)

note: from the collection Drinking Coffee Elsewhere, which is 1/3 of my life

a line: “I thought of those dresses she wore, faded and old, yet so pressed and clean; I then saw the poverty in them, I then could imagine her mother, cleaning the houses of others, returning home, weary.”